Rapists Don’t Fit Stereotypes

Neither do Their Victims — My Personal #MeToo Story

Shefali O'Hara
Nov 5 · 11 min read
Wolf And Red by Shefali O’Hara

Note: All names have been changed

We Were Friends

Jin and I walked along the Charles River. It was a lovely evening. The autumn air was just turning crisp. I felt happy to be alive, glad to be with a friend.

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Shefali O'Hara

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Cancer survivor, artist, writer, engineer. Grew up in NYC, living in Austin. Love animals, books, hikes, art, travel, D&D and fireworks.

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